Dragon's Response and Reactions from All Sides

Revolutionary Army headquarters, Baltigo, the White Soil Island.

Dragon, having returned in a hurry, immediately summoned all the Revolutionary Army cadres for a meeting.

He informed them of the situation regarding Moya and the threat he posed.

"Is there a traitor among us? Damn it, I will definitely drag them out!"

Sabo was like a powder keg, exploding at the slightest touch, shouting in anger.

"Calm down, Sabo. I trust our comrades. According to Moya himself, he likely has a partner with a precognition-type Devil Fruit."

Dragon calmly re-analyzed the attitude and tone Moya had used at the time.

"That makes this far too dangerous; our headquarters has already been exposed."

Belo Betty, commander of the East Army, said with a grave and worried expression.

"We need to scout out a location for a second headquarters. We can't put all our eggs in one basket."

Lindbergh, commander of the South Army, said in his raspy voice, acting as boisterously as a demolition expert.

"Can't we just take Moya out? Otherwise, this threat will always exist."

The hoarse voice of Karasu, commander of the North Army, came through, filled with cruelty and coldness.

"No certainty. We don't know what other preparations he has, unless we are willing to expose this island and the secrets of Kuma."

Dragon responded heavily.

"Then let's make him join us. Even if he won't, we must ensure he remains in absolute opposition to the World Government."

As the strategist, Karasu's eyes were filled with wisdom at this moment.

"What do you mean?"

"Spread word of his threat to the World Government, and it would be best to link him to us as well."

"That seems feasible. I can sense that his Conqueror's Haki was triggered by Roger; that is a very good point. We can also add that he helped us formulate our strategic guidelines. Furthermore, we should spread his ideology of hating the Celestial Dragons and building peace among all races."

Dragon stopped worrying about professional courtesy toward Moya; for the Revolutionary Army, interests came first.

"If we also spread the news that he possesses a user of a precognition-type Devil Fruit, he will become a hot commodity. When he is unable to resist, perhaps he will join our big family."

Karasu's voice remained calm, yet the words he spoke were incredibly insidious.

"Good, let's do it. Let's see if he dares to threaten us again."

Belo Betty, commander of the East Army, and Chief of Staff Sabo immediately gave their approval.

"Very well, it is decided. Have the propaganda department release these pieces of news immediately, both in the underworld and the public sphere."

The state machinery of the Revolutionary Army began to churn.

New World.

On the Moby Dick.

"Pops, how could a guy like that appear in a weak place like the East Blue? Possessing Three-Color Haki and a first bounty of 100 million Beli—haha, the Navy really is incompetent."

Marco, commander of the First Division, laughed heartily.

"According to reports from our subordinates, his Conqueror's Haki began to awaken at Roger's execution platform. I heard that the first time it awakened, it knocked out hundreds, if not thousands, of people."

Vista, commander of the Fifth Division, read from the intelligence in his hand.

"Now, word is spreading in the underworld that he has a user of a precognition-type Devil Fruit. I don't know if it's true or false."

"Who cares if he does or doesn't? We just need to sail freely."

"I wonder if Ace has caught that bastard Teach yet!!"

Whitebeard paid no attention to such news, taking a large gulp of wine.

"Let's have a banquet, boys!"

On the Red Force.

"This kid is something else. Hey, Hawkeye, what do you think of this little guy?"

Red-Haired tried to boisterously throw an arm around Hawkeye, but Hawkeye dodged him.

"I saw him during this trip to the East Blue, just as I saw the Straw Hat Luffy you mentioned, along with another decent swordsman. I just didn't expect Moya to awaken Three-Color Haki so quickly."

Hawkeye said in his magnetic, indifferent voice.

"Then he will be the greatest test on Luffy's pirate journey. Haha, drink up, drink up!"

On Totto Land, Whole Cake Island.

"This Moya looks quite decent; he could be my son-in-law. Not bad, not bad at all. Which one of you will go and recruit him?"

The Three Sweet Commanders below remained silent.

It was the eldest son, Charlotte Perospero, who finally responded.

"Mama, let's wait until he enters the New World. He might not even have the strength to reach the Grand Line."

"Hmm, that is true. Mamamama."

On Onigashima.

"How does a brat like this possess Conqueror's Haki? This world doesn't need so many kings."

Kaido of the Beasts roared drunkenly, clearly deeply dissatisfied.

"Governor-General, should we go and finish him off now?"

"Wait until he reaches the New World. A character like that might just end up as a corpse at the bottom of the sea."

Queen puffed on a cigarette, fiddling with the machinery in his hands, and said with disdain.

Marine Headquarters, Marineford.

"A user with precognitive abilities? Is that for real? Have you verified where this news originated?"

Sengoku's face wore a look of grave concern.

The century of void history that the World Government was desperately trying to cover up must not be stirred up by this Moya Adventure Group.

"Another one who hates the Celestial Dragons and wants to build a world without slaves?"

Great Staff Officer Tsuru looked over the latest reports from both the underworld and the surface.

"Threats must be eliminated while they are still small. Please, dispatch the military immediately to annihilate the Moya crew."

Admiral Akainu Sakazuki was cold and ruthless; a believer in Absolute Justice, he could not tolerate the existence of any pirate.

"Yo, how scary. They wouldn't have already predicted exactly how long I've been slacking off today, would they?"

Admiral Kizaru Borsalino clipped his fingernails, his mouth twisted in a smirk, speaking slowly while blowing away the nail clippings.

"Kizaru, for heaven's sake, take this seriously! And you, Garp, how dare you sleep during a meeting!"

Fleet Admiral Sengoku flew into a rage, slamming the table so hard it shattered, causing immediate chaos.

The Underworld.

"So it was you, kid, daring to fool me! A precognitive Devil Fruit? Pure Gold? Hahaha..."

Umit, the King of Deep Storage, narrowed his eyes, lost in thought as he weighed the options of cooperating with or devouring the Moya crew.

The other underworld kings began to verify the source of the news one after another.

On the Grand Line.

"Three-Color Haki, a user with precognitive abilities?"

An intellectual voice drifted through the air, only to be swallowed by the wind and sand.

On the Yanhuang.

Moya rummaged through boxes and cabinets until he found Smoker's Den Den Mushi number.

"Brrr-brrr-brrr~"

"Hello, you bastard."

"It's me, Moya. Smoker, you listen to me very carefully: you are to contact Marine Headquarters immediately and have them remove the 'Pretty Boy' nickname from my bounty poster. Otherwise, I am not finished with you Marines."

Moya was angry, truly angry, as if he had suffered a grave insult from the Navy.

Pretty Boy—what kind of ridiculous nickname was that?

"Hmph, Moya, don't forget you are nothing but a pirate. To dare call the Navy headquarters and make demands? You are truly lawless."

Smoker was completely unfazed, even growing furious himself at Moya's call.

"Give me the number for Marine Headquarters, you piece of—I'll do it myself..."

"Beep, beep, beep..."

The Den Den Mushi retracted into its shell.

Yes, Smoker had hung up.

Moya took deep, steadying breaths, his eyes filled with gloom.

Think I'm easy to bully, huh?

You forced my hand.

The members of the Moya Adventure Group watched the angry Moya, and none of them dared to go up and stroke the tiger's whiskers.

"Captain, there seems to be something up ahead."

Jango, who was temporarily serving as the lookout, shouted out.